Who would we be without this bag of bones wrapped in a skin membrane that delineates us one from another? Who would you be without the full orchestration of the 12 living systems that comprise your body’s orchestration? Tell me, does your skin fit you like a glove or an ill-fitting stocking?
Like a living memory library ambulating on legs, we move through the world with our feet on the ground, moved by the tides of inner oceans, swayed by the melding of three rivers of our emotional life: the dance between blood, and lymph and spinal fluids.
What if, as in the battery that runs your car, your electrical thoughts, were carried within the liquid intelligence of the cerebral-spinal fluid sweeping through your spine to nourish and irradiate your nerves and organs?
What if this were the place where the rubber met the road in your human form, where the energy of worlds unseen joined at the crossroads of our life’s physical journey?
You think you breathe, but what’s breathing you? The breath of life itself breathes you in every breath you take. It’s a living co-creative collaboration in every moment.
Your sensations, feelings and thoughts awaken the memory of your lineage, the theater of lives lived long before you and those loyalty patterns your body carries within your family’s genetic memory of health and dis-ease.
What if your thoughts held the memory of beliefs you formed long ago you no longer remember? Their memory sunk within the deep ocean floor-bed, weighted down by the massive liquid body towering above, so dark you can no longer see the light of the sun on the surface. You may no longer re-member but those memories, those inaudible notes etched on the score of an emotional fabric that continues to pull on your strings, remember you. That, too, is a relationship.
Decoding the language of your body’s memory allows you to cultivate the thoughts you feed instead of those that feed ghost memories sentenced to looping for lifetimes of incarceration, thoughts traveling in your bloodstream as hormones becoming global as they conspire to unlock chemistries of stress within your body in the form of cortisol, or oxytocin or any number of other chemical messengers that whisper to you in the dark.
Of course there are things in our life beyond our understanding and control.
Yet we can orchestrate the circumstances of the awareness we choose to live by. We can recalibrate our moral imagination. And there are layers and layers of consciousness to choose from. There’s the one that would have us seek safety and protection at any and all costs; the one that would value control at any costs; or that values power defaulting to competition or to creative collaboration; or to what may be truth; or to a consciousness that seeks a conditional or priceless love. As human beings, we get to exercise this power to align our thoughts, our emotions, our energy and our body to choose … anything we choose, if we so choose. So what would you choose to create if you could live your best life?
It is up to us to live according to the interpretations of our experiences forged in the undigested memories of the past. We can replicate our frames of minds in perpetuity, or we can reach for the script of a consciousness as yet unknown. There are no maps for this leg of the journey but simply a global invitation at this point, to gather in good company, sitting at night around eons of fires, sharing stories in the moonlight, warming ourselves around an evolving firelight, illuminating the darkness together.